41 | pander

(ver) gratify or indulge; an immoral or distasteful desire or taste or a person with such a desire or taste

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

I drew circles on the warm wet sand, letting my fingers draw squiggly lines all over them and unconsciously wrote Joker on the sand.

Putting a little heart shape beside the name, I smiled, feeling warmth fill me up, and rested my head on my knees and hugged myself, staring at my drawing.

He had gone out when I was out of the room just now. I rarely ever see him and I have no idea where he goes. I never ask him but whenever he comes back, he is all bloodied and bruised.

It has been two days since we captured Robin, the infamous side-kick of Batman. Joker decided to keep him alive and torture him in his torture chamber, the basement. When he showed me the basement, I almost vomitted at all the sight of the old blood and the different types of sharp weapons that hung on the dark grey wall, with blood stains and old graffiti painted on them, which seemed faded. It was dimly lit and in the middle of it was a single chair, which held Robin right now.

I don't know what the Joker does to Robin in there and I am not ready to know about it. I explored the huge house whenever I was alone and found the entrance to the beach to the side of the house. It seemed much more like a huge estate. A huge piece of land that he owns. There were no neighbours or any other people. Just him and his men.

He lived like an Alpha male.

I bit my lip, feeling all goofy and happy inside. I was wearing a black bikini, which I found in my closet. That closet contained so many clothes. I changed to this immediately once I found this beach.

I stretched my legs and placed my hands behind me, resting them on the sand. The blue seawater was trying to touch my feet, reaching for me and then going back. A spray of salt water splashed over me and I giggled. I still havent gotten inside the water yet.

I can't swim but I can waddle myself in water like a frog though. The water is shallow in front so its not that scary. But the deep water is scary and that's where I never want to swim in.

I just wanted to watch the beautiful sunset and relax myself. I watched the sea, lost in the rhythmic percussion of waves on sand.

I closed my eyes, feeling all the warmth on my body. Soon those wonderful colours will be hidden within the black mystery of the night. My skin was cooled by the gentle breeze and the salt water.

I opened my eyes and almost jumped at the sight infront of me, feeling my heart rate increase due to the sudden shock.

He was standing right infront of me, his feet in the water, reaching his knees. His back was facing me and I wondered when he got here. His hands were resting on his hips and he was wearing nothing except for black shorts. Butterflies erupted in my stomach at the mere sight of him.

"What a beautiful sunset!" He exclaimed, the wind blowing through his green hair, his body glowing under the warm sunlight. He was shining bright like a diamond.

He reminded me of Edward Cullen for a moment, and I tried to stifle a laugh.

Well, he is much more hotter than Edward Cullen anyway.

His voice was swallowed by the roars of the waves and I smiled, dusting sand away from myself as I stood up, shaking my head to get rid of the thoughts. I walked towards him, walking in the seawater, feeling the cold seawater brush against my warm legs and I felt goosebumps erupt all over my body. After a few more strides, I reached beside him, looking at the sunset.

My eyes are steady to the horizon, my face aglow with the last orange rays before twilight beckons the stars. "Yeah. Its beautiful."

I turned my head to look at him and my heart stopped at the sight. He was already looking at me, his lips slightly trembling, his eyes filled with admiration and something else, and I couldn't put my finger on it. It seemed like he wanted to say something but he was trying to control himself.

His were filled with intense admiration and confusion, tingles spread all over my body. I narrowed my eyes at him and raised my eyebrows. My eyes went to his broad shoulders and found a fresh new bruise forming near his neck. I smiled. After a few more seconds, a smile made its way onto his face and he gave me a wide grin.

His eyes scanned over my body and he didn't even feel ashamed about it. The icy blue eyes of his admired every single spot in my body. I shivered.

I liked that he wasn't even afraid to show that he is checking me out. I wanted that. I wanted him to know that I only belong to him only. Only his.

His property.

He noticed the tremble and smiled even wider. "Why aren't you wet? Afraid of water?" He laughed, his green hair flying widly, becoming a hot mess.

"No. I just wanted to admire the view." I said. The tips of his fingers traced my upper arm and I bit my lip to not moan at the soft seductive teasing touch.

"You should get wet." He said. "Its the sea! Its fun."

I smiled smugly.

"Make me wet then." I said, and turned my body so that I was facing him fully now, tracing my finger down on his chest, I bit my lip, knowing that it drives him crazy. Just like I thought his eyes drifted down to my lips and he growled.

With a swift move, his hand reached behind me, and pulled me towards him. The touch of his hand on my bare skin, literally drove me crazy and I almost moaned at the jolts of electricity through my body. My skin tingled and my chest collided with his, making me inhale a sharp breath. His chiseled abs poking into my stomach and I placed my palms on his chest. I felt his warm breath on my lips and I bit my lip harder.

"Oh." He said, his nonexistent eyebrows raising, his voice erotically low, "I know a million ways to make you wet."

My ovaries exploded.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

~ Hola! ~

MR. J IS TOO HOT. I CAN'T. I CAN'T. IMAGINE IF YOU WERE IN HER POSITION. AHHHHH! I CAN'T.

And, to all of those twilight fans out there, hate to break it to ya, but.., Mr. J is much more hotter than Edward Cullen!

Sorry.

*twilight fan cries hysterically and runs away*

Comment, vote and share.